A Little Help

just a broken down car,
had to push it out of the road....
put my last ten dollars in gas....

and didnt make it home.
almost had the damned thing
paid for... almost, walking...

this boat has too many leaks....
pay the rent, cut off the lights;
pay the lights, cut off the phone....

pay the phone, run out of food....
everytime i plug one leak,
three more pop up.

working too much for too little,
feeding the machine that's
leaving me behind....

brother, need a little help!

poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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